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Hello everyone. I've recently begun moving to this site from another because I'm finding that I enjoy this community more. I'm finding more people that are looking for the same things I am, which primarily is story. I like to write, I'm 22 and while I have no problem with smut, I don't focus on it. I had joined an adult site before hoping to find people similar, but found that my heavy focus on story lost the interest of a few, and then of course lives happen and others simply drifted away. So with that all said, bellow will be a list of names of roleplays, and further down will be a series of posts for starters that have been abandoned.
As far as continuing the stories, those could be done via completely restarting, or simply editing things a bit, to mesh with your idea. It's totally up to you honestly, these are just stories I was really sad to see not get off the ground, or to end as abruptly as they ended.
If you are interested, just send me a PM, I don't bite and in fact am very friendly! So without further ado here are the posts.
PS: I play the males in the following posts.
Table of Contents:
Victim of Fate (Character Art)
Dragon's Tribute
As far as continuing the stories, those could be done via completely restarting, or simply editing things a bit, to mesh with your idea. It's totally up to you honestly, these are just stories I was really sad to see not get off the ground, or to end as abruptly as they ended.
If you are interested, just send me a PM, I don't bite and in fact am very friendly! So without further ado here are the posts.
PS: I play the males in the following posts.
Table of Contents:
Victim of Fate (Character Art)
Dragon's Tribute
So, this one right here was really cool, and it went for quite a while, but both our lives got busy. I have plenty more that could be read if someone was interested... but I'd honestly rather just see what someone else would do with my post. Technically it's the second post for the RP, but it'd work fine as a starter. This one was very much meant to be dark, with very dubious consent. I can go dark with RP's, and this one was meant to do that.
Long had Kilgars tribes raided from the frigid northern lands. They were a simple people that followed old traditions as their elven neighbors did. However they did not pick and choose the gates handed down to them from the heavens. They took their lumps as they were meant to. Kilgar was an A'kari, a single orc in a thousand blessed by their diety with strength, cunning, and intelligence. The blessing that came from the A'kari's presence was obvious in the way his tribe grew. Guided by an orc not clouded by the rage his kin normally were, he had implemented laws, rules for his clan to follow, such was the task of the A'kari.
Above this though, he was chieftain. He decided when to raid, when yo retreat. He was the one who would choose what spoils were given to who, and what was saved for winter. As such over the course of his fifteen winters in power, the orc clan of the Gha'shar grew beyond the size of any other. The orc tribes that populated the region known only as the Frozen North to elves and man flocking to become a part of his lands.
As was to be expected as the 'civil' races learned of his arrival, of the orc clan that threatened to rival even an elven city, men grew scared. Scared men do foolish things, Kilgar Gha'Shar took advantage of their fear. His orcs lured out many of their armies, only to riddle them down through guerilla warfare. While the armies felt safe on 'their' lands, the orcs raided here... Hunted here. They were accustomed to the terrain, the armies of man and elf were forced back, the loses too great for the fringe lands to continue fighting the orcs on what was quickly becoming their land. These lands became the homes for the orc slaves, fertile lands that the orcs protected adamantly as with it their soldiers became nourished, stronger. They were able to train outside of the constant bloodshed that their lives often became.
Valeera was drug off by an orc chief known as Vulga, he was well respected among his peers,l. It was for this reason he had been selected to lead the raid onto the coastal town Valeera had been residing. It was further away, harder to reach than most. However that was why it was chosen. Kilgar's horde had grown strong, they wanted to prove this strength, wanted to show their enemies that they could not hide behind their forces, that the Gha'Shar could strike at them where ever they hid. It was that reason that Valeera found herself on an orc longship after a long and hard fought battle. She was well cared for, for a slave at least. No orc dared beat what was to be their prized loot for their A'kari. The ship had moored at one of the coastal slave towns, the male slaves, the women deemed lucky enough to be considered ugly to the orcs given to work and make more slaves, as well as the children. The produce of these slaves would later be given to the A'kari, and he alone would choose how it was distributed.
Once finished with this port tiwn Valeera would be taken further into the northern lands, to were human and elven made ships could not venture. Once moored here she was drug off of the ship and towards Kilgar's home. Vulga was the one to drag her here, as was his right. Opening the door to his chieftain's great hall he would clamp his free hand to his chest, the other holding the chain that pulled the elf by her throat as one might expect a dog to be walked. "Chieftain, an elf female was found." Vulgar would declare proudly once acknowledged.
Kilgar had been sitting in his chair, a woman of some beauty sitting on his lap as he seemed to stare at the map that covered the greater portion of the table. His mind obviously working as the girl caressed him. He largely seemed uninterested in her however, even going so far as to push her away when she got in the way of his view of the lands he sought to conquer. Hearing Vulga enter he stood about to rejoice in his return before he heard his words. Shock filled his eyes, elves did not mingle with humans, not often at least, not outside of their cities. It was due to this fact that Kilgar rose, the girl running away seemingly thankful as Kilgar would stand, his eyes burning with curiousity, and desire as he looked at the elven maiden. After a moment though he pulled himself away to speak with Vulgar, the two discussing the battle as her chain was handed off to Kilgar to hold as if she were nothing more than a possession to be given for Kilgars later entertainment, the two speaking of war and loot now.
Long had Kilgars tribes raided from the frigid northern lands. They were a simple people that followed old traditions as their elven neighbors did. However they did not pick and choose the gates handed down to them from the heavens. They took their lumps as they were meant to. Kilgar was an A'kari, a single orc in a thousand blessed by their diety with strength, cunning, and intelligence. The blessing that came from the A'kari's presence was obvious in the way his tribe grew. Guided by an orc not clouded by the rage his kin normally were, he had implemented laws, rules for his clan to follow, such was the task of the A'kari.
Above this though, he was chieftain. He decided when to raid, when yo retreat. He was the one who would choose what spoils were given to who, and what was saved for winter. As such over the course of his fifteen winters in power, the orc clan of the Gha'shar grew beyond the size of any other. The orc tribes that populated the region known only as the Frozen North to elves and man flocking to become a part of his lands.
As was to be expected as the 'civil' races learned of his arrival, of the orc clan that threatened to rival even an elven city, men grew scared. Scared men do foolish things, Kilgar Gha'Shar took advantage of their fear. His orcs lured out many of their armies, only to riddle them down through guerilla warfare. While the armies felt safe on 'their' lands, the orcs raided here... Hunted here. They were accustomed to the terrain, the armies of man and elf were forced back, the loses too great for the fringe lands to continue fighting the orcs on what was quickly becoming their land. These lands became the homes for the orc slaves, fertile lands that the orcs protected adamantly as with it their soldiers became nourished, stronger. They were able to train outside of the constant bloodshed that their lives often became.
Valeera was drug off by an orc chief known as Vulga, he was well respected among his peers,l. It was for this reason he had been selected to lead the raid onto the coastal town Valeera had been residing. It was further away, harder to reach than most. However that was why it was chosen. Kilgar's horde had grown strong, they wanted to prove this strength, wanted to show their enemies that they could not hide behind their forces, that the Gha'Shar could strike at them where ever they hid. It was that reason that Valeera found herself on an orc longship after a long and hard fought battle. She was well cared for, for a slave at least. No orc dared beat what was to be their prized loot for their A'kari. The ship had moored at one of the coastal slave towns, the male slaves, the women deemed lucky enough to be considered ugly to the orcs given to work and make more slaves, as well as the children. The produce of these slaves would later be given to the A'kari, and he alone would choose how it was distributed.
Once finished with this port tiwn Valeera would be taken further into the northern lands, to were human and elven made ships could not venture. Once moored here she was drug off of the ship and towards Kilgar's home. Vulga was the one to drag her here, as was his right. Opening the door to his chieftain's great hall he would clamp his free hand to his chest, the other holding the chain that pulled the elf by her throat as one might expect a dog to be walked. "Chieftain, an elf female was found." Vulgar would declare proudly once acknowledged.
Kilgar had been sitting in his chair, a woman of some beauty sitting on his lap as he seemed to stare at the map that covered the greater portion of the table. His mind obviously working as the girl caressed him. He largely seemed uninterested in her however, even going so far as to push her away when she got in the way of his view of the lands he sought to conquer. Hearing Vulga enter he stood about to rejoice in his return before he heard his words. Shock filled his eyes, elves did not mingle with humans, not often at least, not outside of their cities. It was due to this fact that Kilgar rose, the girl running away seemingly thankful as Kilgar would stand, his eyes burning with curiousity, and desire as he looked at the elven maiden. After a moment though he pulled himself away to speak with Vulgar, the two discussing the battle as her chain was handed off to Kilgar to hold as if she were nothing more than a possession to be given for Kilgars later entertainment, the two speaking of war and loot now.
Final words
Thank's for reading some of my lost musings! I hope to hear from some of you regarding them, feel free to reach out to me with brand new ideas too if any of these inspire you! I'm always looking for new and exciting roleplays :p
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